lorax

I clearly remember something called a 5-star bar, which has since gone out of production. Also Eat-Mores. Carrots used to taste excellent, and when I left Canuckistan they were just these large bland orange things (since Ecuador, they're back to the spicy orange flavourbombs of my youth). And cauliflower in mom's white sauce.

But what I really find myself reminiscing over is a fresh-caught Arctic Char on the grill, or else Mooseburgers.